[This is my son, he is five and a half years old this year, nothing special, except that he is less than two years older than Xiao Liuliu.]
Attached is a photo of Fanfan leaning on his shoulder.
The photo is PS, with text on it.
[My name is Fanfan, everyone says I look exactly like my father]
It completely imitated Fanfan's first-person tone.
In the photo, one big and one small have the same temperament, which is suffocating.
Fan Yu confirmed that it was correct, and clicked send.
It's not over after posting this.
He stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows in the living room, slowly flipping through the phone numbers of several other people.
Yu Yuehan.
Tang Yuansi.
Qi Yan.
Mo Yongheng.
No one was spared.
Not to mention these men, Nian Xiaomu, Shangxin, Tan Bengbeng and Zheng Yan all received similar messages.
The words are different, but the meaning is the same.
It's all for the sake of embarrassing that he likes to be a father, and it is emphasized that Fanfan is five and a half years old!
What does it mean to be five and a half years old
It means that Fan Yu became a father earlier than any of them!
Those who were bragging in front of him that they had a daughter-in-law and a baby all got slapped in the face...
Less than a minute after the text message was sent, the first call came.
It's Qi Yan.
Fan Yu glanced at the caller ID, not surprised at all.
Qi Yan has always been a watcher who doesn't think it's a big deal.
It is also the easiest to fry.
Fan Yu was already prepared for Qi Yan to complain that he had a son out of thin air, crushing everyone, and so on.
He has a calm face and a smile on his lips.
Pick up the phone.
"Hahahahahahahahaha, Fan Yu, have you finally been stimulated to become stupid? You even started to imagine that you have a son, hahahahahahaha, I'm dying of laughter!"
"The picture P is pretty good, did you learn it on purpose? It's really difficult for you. I even thought of the idea of giving myself a son. I'm a friend. With all due respect, if you really have mental problems, don't hide your illness from the doctor. , come to me, I'll give you a 20% discount!"
"This picture of father and son is really... Hahahahahaha!"
On the other end of the phone, Qi Yan laughed convulsively, laughing until Fan Yu's eardrums hurt.
He could almost imagine the scene of Qi Yan laughing until he burst into tears.
The corners of his mouth twitched slightly.
Immediately, he cleared his throat.
Quietly waiting for Qi Yan's laughter to stop.
"The photo is real, and I'm not joking. My son's name is Fanfan, Fanyu's Fan, the child's mother's name. I don't need to explain the meaning, right?"
Qi Yan: "..."
Qi Yan's voice became serious: "Are you serious?"
Not long ago, because of Bengbeng's pregnancy, he gave Fan Yu a hard time.
It took only a blink of an eye to be counterattacked
And once Fan Yu became a father, his son will be five and a half years old, this speed... Qi Yan will never be able to catch up in his life!
"It's real gold and silver." Fan Yu opened his lips four or two times.
The more indifferent the tone, the more shocking it is.
In the end, he deliberately reminded Qi Yan.
"By the way, my son is with me. He is handsome and smart. If you work hard to have a daughter, we can make a baby kiss."
Qi Yan: "..."
Who has a little princess who wants to marry someone else as soon as she is born
Are you out of your mind
He thinks beautifully!
roll!
Qi Yan was so frantic that he didn't even want to say anything, and hung up the phone directly.
No need to ask, one can imagine that he was probably so shocked right now that he cried to Tan Bengbeng...
Satisfied, Fan Yu raised his head and continued to look at the scenery outside the window.
In less than three seconds, the phone rang again.
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